PRINCESS CHLOE
GAME CHLOE

Alvin Alvin is so adorable. The face that was originally coveted is now full of bruises because of the work of Aldirch and his men.

His hands were bound with iron and with a half-naked body.

"How are you, baby?" chloe asked casually as she propped her head up with her hands.

"Chloe, help me!" her pinta with a hoarse tone.

"Curtain! Helping you! That's not going to happen" he answered and walked over to Alvin. "Have you forgotten what you did to me yesterday?" her question touched that cheek with her wiggly finger.

Jaeden who saw the clenched hand when the beautiful hand touched Alvin's face, he felt unacceptable, because he thought the hand did not deserve to be in contact with the skin of the bastard's face.

Alvin who heard looking at Chloe, while Chloe who was in the face displayed her devil smile. "You really dared to do that to me Alvin" he said, gripping his chin firmly. "Do you know what the consequences of daring to do that to me? You don't know who I am, but presumptuously you did it to me."

"Who are you? Aren't you just a satay salesgirl?" ask Alvin who really thinks Chloe's not an ordinary person. If Chloe was just an ordinary poor person, it would be impossible for Chloe to be so respected by the people in that place.

"You want to know who I am?" chloe asked to take off the grip violently. Alvin who heard the nod, he was so curious about the girl he liked.

"Bring the woman here, I want her to see who I really am" he ordered his men.

"Well Princess," the man replied respectfully and left. Alvin who heard that person indeed his Princess frowned.

"Lady princess? Why did he call her Princess? Who exactly is he?" inner Alvin thought hard.

Before long Chloe's men take a girl and drag her roughly.

"Deliver! Take me off!" yell at him while struggling.

"Shut up! If you keep fighting I'll kill you" he threatened in a horrible tone.

The girl was instantly silent, yet still thrashed to escape the person who pulled her by force.

"Where are you taking me? Unhand me?" her pinta pleaded. But the person who dragged her did not pierce the remark at all and continued to drag her until she reached the room Chloe was in.

Alvin who heard a familiar voice immediately looked towards the voice, at his sight Elice was being forcibly pulled by Chloe's men.

Elice, who had reached the room, was immediately shocked when she saw Alvin and Chloe in the room.

"A-alvin!" he exclaimed and broke away from the men and ran towards Alvin who was being tied up with chains.

"What's going on? Why are you like this? Who did it?" ask her consecutively.

"Why are you here?" ask Alvin.

"You! Why are you here?" elice asked, pointing.

"Indeed why? Do you think I can't be here? It's my place, so it's up to me whether I'm here or not" Chloe replied casually.

"What's? Your place? So you're___"

"Yes, I'm the one who asked them to kidnap you."

Alvin and Elice were so shocked to hear that, Elice's face immediately flushed red with anger, her hands clenched, and she immediately stood up to Chloe, wanting to attack Chloe with her bare hands.

"Basic jalan*g! How dare you to me!" he gets angry and slaps Chloe.

But before the hand touched her face, Chloe caught it. "You don't deserve to touch my face!" he cried with a cold look and gripped the wrist firmly.

"Argh! Jalan*g let me go! I'll kill you for daring to do this to me. My family won't let you go and I'll make sure they kill you."

"Kill me? Haha.........Do you have that courage against me?"

"Who are you? You're just a poor girl and a street*g!"

Hearing that, Chloe clutched her even stronger to make Elice moan in pain and then kicked the stomach so hard that Elice bounced and hit the wall.

Buk...

Argh's!....

Elice whimpers because of her powerful Chloe kick against her. Alvin who saw Chloe kicking shouted loudly. "What are you doing?"

"You'll know what I'm gonna do to that rotten girl!" he answered and walked over to Elice.

"Look at the game I'm going to make."

Sing....

Chloe picked up something on the table and walked over to Elice. Elice and Alvin are glaring at what Chloe is holding, a small pointed knife.

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